It was an acquired taste a long time ago. I can still remember my cravings for it. Now, it's a different story. I won't touch it. It's just like how some people love peanut butter and pickle sandwich. It's kind of wierd and maybe a phase or something they're going through.

On a lighter side, a nice slice of Pepperidge Farm coconut cake sounds good right about now. With a glass of milk of course. How's that for comfort food? It will get you in the sweet spot.